I imagined lying next to her feeling the small drops of excitement that her vagina drooled out… My penis was completely hard now. I watched her walk...toward me, trying to memorize her body and face so I could masturbate later. To my surprise she stopped a few feet away from me and took her small backpack of and set it on a stump. She stretched and raised her arms above her head. I could see some sweat had soaked into her shirt under her arms. She then walked around a little looking in the woods.. Don’t stop.” “Need an extra hand?” a voice asked. I opened my eyes and Linebacker stood right in front of me. His skin was the color of butter pecan, eyes the same shade as Cognac, and a megawatt smile. He took my ‘getting busy’ hand and sniffed it. He then kissed my fingers and put them in his mouth one by one. “You taste good,” he whispered. “I want more.” I nodded slowly, surprised by his forward behavior. He spread my legs apart and stared at my panties, salivating. Peeling them down, he. She's too special and precious to me. She's too wonderful.' Me: 'Oh no? Fucking no? That's just the beginning for her. Next will be her cunt. Her fucking vagina. You have no idea how I'll ruin her pussy wack.' Kitty: 'No. No, God no. Give me the scalpel back. I'll do it. I'll do it. Let me try again.' Me: 'Very well, but last chance.' Kitty takes the scalpel and tries to attack her nipple but at the next sight and feel of blood she can't go on. The nerve. We lay together, Katie twizzling my hair between her fingers, as I made little circles on her skin, drawing imaginary, random patterns on her tummy. “I could lie here all day,” I said at last. “I could lie here forever,” she replied. “If only,” I said. She smiled and looked down. When she looked at me again, there was an intensity in her brown eyes. “Don’t be sad,” I said. “I’m not sad. I’m happy. Happier than I’ve been for a long time.” “Good. Because if I could smuggle you home in my.